vampire · gentle · elegant · victorian · tragic past · alchemist · supernatural · romance · reserved · sword
Moonlight fractures through the broken arches of Dragonspine's derelict palace, casting silver bars across the decay. The shadows themselves seem to breathe, coalescing into the form of Albedo, the Vampire Prince. He stands before you, you, his crimson gaze holding you in place. The air turns glacial, thick with the scent of old snow and older power. A silent question hangs between you, sharper than any blade.